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The Journal of Tomas Wicker November 3, 1910 There are a thousand ways to die in the Colombian rainforest. I first gained this appreciation as a boy when, in a questionable bit of parental inspiration, father allowed me to accompany him to inspect our family’s South American holdings, in particular … Continue reading

If America had a quintessential smell, it would be found in the winds over the farmlands of the Midwest, in the summer’s heat against the backdrop of entire horizons filled with corn and grain. It’s in the sweet smell of water in irrigation ditches that give life and sustenance to … Continue reading

Peter’s feet pounded against the metal, his thick-soled shoes that typically held him firm against the low gravity of the moon, now a burden. The pack on his back was full, its seams straining with food from the farm that rested in the center of the circular habitat. The massive … Continue reading

Sir Roderick lost his left hand in the fight with the mouse, and it took him most of the next week to find a replacement. It hurt like the dickens the whole time, because he could feel his old hand seeping in the rodent’s stomach acid. His old haunts were … Continue reading

As the south winds blew through the Bolsen Forest, Eros could smell fire. From this branch, high above the forest floor, he could see for miles. Nearest, still under siege, was High Castle. It belonged to King Rivok the Kind, 25th of his name. It was a majestic place, with … Continue reading

Roger Coleman was thrown into the cell. His hands were bound behind him and he had a sack over his head. He stumbled as he was shoved forward and took a nasty spill onto the floor. The bag was ripped off of his head and he struggled to scream out … Continue reading

I parted his legs; they felt sticky under my hands and the coarse, black hairs that covered his meaty flesh peeled back from my palms in slow, wet kisses. I smiled, opening my lips ever so slightly – they loved that kind of thing, sick bastards – and leaned towards … Continue reading

The astronomer reclined in his chair, staring up at the image being fed into his screen: a pencil-thin shape streaking leisurely on its course through the space between the earth and the moon. The rocket had been traveling most of the day now, and was near to the end of … Continue reading

Jackson approached the house that was once his home by the light of an almost full moon. He checked his watch- 12:04am; his trip had taken so much longer than it should have. The big wooden front door opened, creaking and knocking on its journey to the wall, and Jackson … Continue reading

–May 8th, 2016– The team arrived at base camp of Mount Everest as the sun was beginning to set. A brisk wind blew across them and the couple dozen other tents already assembled, future expeditions waiting to embark like theirs or returning mountaineers taking some well-earned rest. The towering … Continue reading